Chapter 56: Who Is She Really?

Shen Chutang glanced at him. “What, you want to learn?”

Xu Jinhao immediately nodded. “That’s so cool! Teacher, do you know how to write a Trojan virus?”

Shen Chutang nodded. “That’s child’s play.”

For a moment, everyone stared at Shen Chutang in astonishment.

This Teacher Shen was simply incredible!

Not only did she dissect toads for medicinal use and excel at fighting, but now she was also so outstanding with computers. Instantly, everyone became her devoted fans, clamoring, “Teacher, teach me!”

Shen Chutang nodded. “I could teach you, but learning is like building with blocks. If you can’t even lay the foundation, how can I help you build the roof? So, it’s not that I’m unwilling to teach you—your basics are too weak right now, and I simply cannot.”

All the students bowed their heads in disappointment.

It was just like knowing there was a legendary weapon ahead, but not having a high enough level to use it—forced to watch helplessly from afar.

Luo Shenchen finally spoke up. “Teacher Shen, we want to learn. We’ll work hard.”

This was the first time Luo Shenchen had ever expressed a desire to study on his own initiative. Anyone else hearing this would have been stunned.

“All right. If you can score higher than Class F in the midterm exams, I’ll teach you a special skill.”

“What? That’s impossible!”

By the time they returned to the classroom, the students were lamenting in despair.

Shen Chutang continued, “I’ve looked at all your test papers—most of you have a decent foundation. From now on, every evening after school, I’ll have another teacher come in to tutor you.”

“My patience is limited.”

“If you can’t catch up, just keep attending class as usual. But if you manage it, I’ll teach you something extra.”

“Teacher, that’s too hard! We’ve always been at the bottom.”

The one who spoke was Xue Yunlan. As a dancer, she had a great figure and a pretty face. She loved looking good, and now she pulled out a lipstick and used her phone as a mirror.

Shen Chutang walked over and confiscated her lipstick.

Xue Yunlan was startled, suddenly realizing that Shen Chutang was not like the other teachers—she would never allow such things in the classroom.

But Shen Chutang said, “That color doesn’t suit you, and you can tell just by the scent that it’s full of artificial fragrances. Using too much isn't good for you. When we get the chance, I’ll teach you all how to make your own lipsticks.”

All the girls in the class were instantly interested.

“Teacher, can we make any color we want?”

“Teacher, if you can make lipstick, what about perfume? Can you do that too?”

“Teacher, can you make lip gloss?”

Shen Chutang looked at them and asked in return, “Is that so hard?”

In an instant, the girls who had just been downcast were suddenly filled with motivation. “Teacher, we’ll work hard!”

Shen Chutang glanced at the time. “All right, there are still two months before the midterms. I hope you seize every moment to study.”

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone quickly pulled out their textbooks, and for a while, the only sound in the classroom was the rustling of pages.

Over the next few days, a strange phenomenon was observed.

The students of Class Z no longer fooled around between classes. Each held a book and studied intently.

After class, the teachers couldn’t even leave the room—not because they were being bullied, but because students chased after them with questions.

Several teachers were moved to tears. They’d been teaching these students for three years and had never enjoyed such treatment.

It wasn’t until the bell for the next period rang that the students of Class Z finally returned to their seats.

In the evenings, during self-study, the students of Class Z—who usually never participated—would sling their backpacks over their shoulders and head to the sports field. Everyone thought they were finally letting loose, not realizing that Shen Chutang had arranged for advanced tutors to come and help them after school.

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Watching their efforts, Shen Chutang felt genuinely gratified.

That day, her martial uncle finally gathered the rest of the herbs and delivered them all to her.

She immediately notified Lu Beiqin and suggested that Lu Yuebai start herbal baths that very day.

Since the hospital wasn’t convenient for such treatments, the old master brought Lu Yuebai home, as his condition had stabilized.

When Lu Beiqin returned home, he couldn’t find Shen Chutang anywhere. Noticing some movement upstairs, he went up to the second floor for the first time.

There was only one guest room upstairs. The door to the other room looked no different from the guest room’s, but the moment Lu Beiqin touched it, he realized it was a security door made of black iron—impossible to open from the outside, even with a gun.

Suddenly, the door opened. Shen Chutang hadn’t expected Lu Beiqin to be standing right there and was startled.

“You’re back,” she said.

Lu Beiqin looked at her. “What were you doing?”

He had thought Shen Chutang would evade the question, but unexpectedly, she didn’t care at all. She even opened the door wide. “This is my secret laboratory. Pretty impressive, right?”

It was indeed impressive. The lab was fully equipped, with all kinds of materials. Lu Beiqin had never imagined that the entire second floor was dedicated to this.

Who exactly was Shen Chutang?

How could an ordinary girl raised in the mountains possibly know all of this?